Mary Katherine Gallagher:
Oh my God!
Jesus:
Oh my Me! How are you?
Mary Katherine Gallagher:
It's going OK. Are you the Lord?
Jesus:
Well, to you I am. See, technically, you're, like, in this REM sleep state, and I'm a mixture of your mind's images of God, some past authority figures, uh, Skye, and your dad. Basically, your subconcsious came up with me to help you deal. Dig?
Mary Katherine Gallagher:
Yeah... uh, you want a glass of water or something?
Jesus:
No, I'm good. I'm God!
Mary Katherine Gallagher:
Oh. Right.
Agent J:
Sweet dreams, big boy! [jabs the tranquilizer into Jeff, only aggravating him. After a few moments time, J reloads the tranquilizer]
Agent J:
Whoo! Sweet... [is launched forward]
Agent J:
dreeeeeeaaaaaaams...
Agent J:
[crashes through back window of a subway car] ... big boy. Transit authority people! Please move to the forward car, we got a bug in the electrical system! [passengers ignore him]
Agent J:
Yo! People! We got a bug in the electrical system! [Jeff bites off a large portion of the subway car, and the passengers start running to the front]
Agent J:
Yeah, now y'all runnin'! Now y'all- no, no, no, come on, sit down, sit down! It's only a 600 foot worm!
Dolores Umbridge:
Pardon me, Professor, but what exactly are you insinuating?
Minerva McGonagall:
I am merely requesting that when it comes to my students you conform to the prescribed disciplinary practices.
Dolores Umbridge:
So silly of me, but it sounds as if you're questioning my authority in my own classroom, Minerva.
Minerva McGonagall:
Not at all, Dolores, merely your medieval methods.
Dolores Umbridge:
I am sorry, dear, but to question my practices is to question the Ministry, and by extension, the Minister himself. I am a tolerant woman, but the one thing I will not stand for is disloyalty.
Minerva McGonagall:
Disloyalty?
Dolores Umbridge:
Things at Hogwarts are far worse than I feared.
Hunter:
Captain Ramsey, under operating procedures governing the release of nuclear weapons we cannot launch our missiles unless both you, and I agree.
Capt. Ramsey:
[shouting over Hunter] COB, what're you waiting for?
Hunter:
This is not a formality sir, this is *expressly* why your command must be repeated. It requires my assent, I *do not* give it and further more, you continue upon this course, and insist upon this launch without confirming this message first...
Capt. Ramsey:
[shouting over Hunter] Son of a bitch. As commanding officer of the U.S.S Alabama I order you to place the X-O under arrest under charges of mutiny.
Hunter:
I will act, backed by the rules of precedence...
Capt. Ramsey:
[shouting at COB, over Hunter] I say again, as commanding officer of the U.S.S Alabama, I *order you*...
Hunter:
-authority in command, regulations number 815, to relieve, you, of, command, captain.
Capt. Ramsey:
-to place the X-O under arrest, under charges of mutiny! [Silence all round]
Capt. Ramsey:
COB!
Chief of the Boat:
Captain, please, the X-O is right. We can't launch unless he concurs.
Capt. Ramsey:
[reads EAM] "To the U.S.S. Alabama: Rebel-controlled missiles being fueled. Launch codes compromised, dissidents threaten to launch at continental United States, set defcon 2. Immediately launch ten Trident missile sorties." They're FUELLING THEIR MISSILES! We don't have time to fuck around!
Hunter:
Sir, I think you need time to think this over.
Capt. Ramsey:
*I* DON'T HAVE TO THINK THIS OVER!
Hunter:
[stares at Ramsey, nodding] Captain, I relieve you of your command of this ship. COB, escort the Captain to his state room, I'm assuming command.
Capt. Ramsey:
You're not assuming anything!
Hunter:
CHIEF OF THE BOAT, Captain Ramsey is under arrest, lock him in his state room!
Chief of the Boat:
Captain, please...
Hunter:
NOW, COB!
